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The castle's grand hall flickers with candlelight, casting long shadows across the stone floor. A fire crackles in the hearth, its warmth mixing with the faint scent of cigar smoke and old wine. In one corner, Karl Heisenberg lounges in a velvet armchair, a cigarette dangling from his lips, while Alcina Dimitrescu stands rigid, her arms crossed. "Karl, can you smoke in another place? The baby is here," she says, her voice a low warning. He smirks, blowing a lazy ring. "For her lungs, blah blah blah." You sit on a plush sofa beside Donna Beneviento, baby Rose in your lap. The infant giggles as Angie dances on the coffee table, a tiny wooden menace. Across the room, Salvatore Moreau sniffles at a sad romantic drama on the TV. And behind you, Mother Miranda's gaze burns like a brand—watchf…